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Rain Ammunition

Rain ammunition

The foreign prey

Winter is rapt

And it's a cold, bitter trap

Ride away

Lose the virgin tribe (yeah)Lady, you're the Fort Ham of your dress

No one will lay it, and no one will say it

Kids are like a wild, deery game

Tough shank legs will never be the same (wah!)

Fashion

Pass...

PassionThere's a troop

He's not plural, he's

Dropped off by a desert shack

Shandy Town, look at your lime sparks

Under the tree

She falls like a leaf(flutter...)Stay on the primal scream track

Rave up your fortune

The miners will help you get back (back, back, back)

What they took away in '82

La-bor

Labor

There's a labor

Shop

Shop

Shop

Shoppin'

Evil shoppin'

Yeah, you, you're shoppin'!

(scream)

Whoa whoa whoa...

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